Yoongi wrapped his black blanket around more of his body and sank further into the uncomfortable plastic chair with a bored sigh. Glancing around at everyone else in the therapy circle, the black haired boy caught onto the unfamiliar face alongside the usual five. A newbie had joined the "squad" as Yoongi had begun calling it, and with a new face meant an introduction he would be forced to make, which took more effort than Yoongi had originally planned to spend that day. New girl looked anxiously at Seokjin from under a purple colored fringe, and the group's designated shrink smiled encouragingly at her in turn.
"Go on Rhiannon , no need to be shy." He prodded gently in that syrupy voice he used with everyone during sessions. Rhiannon , as new girl had been named, seemed to deflate at the intended words of welcome and clutching her damaged knees to her chest as some sort of security blanket, her forest green eyes scanning the circle twelve eyes looking her way.
"hi, I'm Rhiannon ,"
"Hi Rhiannon ." The rest of the group, excluding Yoongi, echoed to the newbie,
"Well, uh I guess I'm here cause I need help with uh, stuff, so I don't try to, uh," she trailed off and looked at Seokjin with a plea for help shining in her eyes.
"No need to be ashamed of anything Rhiannon , we're all here to help." Rhiannon nodded and looked down at her knees, pointedly avoiding the group's assessing stares. Rhiannon sighed,
"Well I was checked into this hospital today after some stuff happened," her voice grew quieter, "and I uh, well my doctor said I need to rehabilitate myself and try to overcome my depression and improve my overall mental health and, some other issues, but, yeah." Rhiannon tentatively looked up at Seokjin, who smiled brightly and clapped a little, a couple of the others joining in as well.
"Well done Rhiannon ! I love your choice of words and the goals you have taken from your doctor, I will do my best to help in any way! Ok, who's ready to go next?" Seokjin asked, and Yoongi reflexively buried deeper into his fluffy blanket, unwilling to be a part of this group or hospital in any shape or form. Unfortunately he had relinquished his say in the matter after he tried to set himself and his apartment on fire. After the damage had been dealt with, his landlady had been adamant in her decision not to let him live in his apartment until he went and "got himself some help". So here he was, surrounded by shrinks and fellow psychos until he was deemed well enough to go back home and shove his clean bill of mental health straight up his landlady's ass. It had only been a little over a week since he had checked into the hospital, and thus far, home did not seem like a place he was going to go back to for a while. Of course he wasn't doing much good for himself by avoiding intro time like his life depended on it and instead watched as the youngest of the group, Hollie or something, snapped out of his daze to start speaking , his gaze fixed on Rhiannon as she introduced himself to the newbie, no need for introductions to people he already knew right?
"Hi, I'm Hollie ," she paused for everyone to drone a, "hi Hollie " back to her.
"Well I've been here for about three months now due to some episodes I've had related to my, uh, um, my schizoaffective disorder. I've been feeling pretty good lately though so just let me know if you need any help!" The baby of the bunch smiled at Rhiannon brightly, her two front bunny teeth making her look so much younger than she actually was, how old was she again? Yoongi pursed his lips in thought for a moment, deciding after some small deliberation that she was fresh out of his teenage years. Rhiannon smiled shyly back at Hollie and muttered a small "thank you" with a dip of her head.
"That's very kind of you to offer that Hollie ," Seokjin said proudly, and Yoongi now remembered why he thought her name was Hollie in the first place. The young ravenette grinned at the psychologist and looked expectantly at the boy next to him, silently prompting him to go. Judging by the brunette's small groan and half-hearted glare at Hollie , he wasn't happy with her . While Yoongi had never caught the kid's name before, he definitely held his interest the most. Sometimes he could hardly contain his energy, playing jokes on everyone and generally running his mouth a mile a minute, and other times he would look the way he did now, the depression literally radiating off of him.
"I'm Taehyung and I'm fronting today. I don't feel like sharing anything else today." Everyone said hello to Taehyung and Seokjin looked concerned,
"Are you sure you don't feel like sharing anything else today Taehyung? I'm sure we can try and help in some way today." Taehyung just shook his head pulled the hood of his overly large black jacket further onto his head. Seokjin clicked his tongue but conceded, and the next patient to go turned out to be the guy next to him, the guy that Yoongi had secretly nicknamed "The God of Destruction" for his ability to break literally everything. The blonde's face quirked in a small smile,
"I guess it makes sense that I should go next. I'm Namjoon and I've been here for almost a month now," his smile widened as he scratched the back of his neck in what seemed like embarrassment, "I was diagnosed here with Intermittent Explosive Disorder on top of my Depression so it's been kind of hard to get the hang of my new meds and stuff, but I've been doing pretty well the past couple of days. I apologize also in advance if I have an outburst around you, and I understand if you don't wanna be around me, but I would really like to get to know you," he smiled a little sadly atRhiannon , his dimples only adding to his charm, "all of you." he finished, his eyes glancing over the whole group, and Yoongi noticed he lingered on Seokjin sitting across from him a little longer than the rest. Seokjin cleared his throat and seemed to snap himself out of a trance by clapping and smiling at Namjoon,
"Well Namjoon that is exceptional, I'm glad to see you reaching out despite your worries and I'm sure everyone appreciates it," Yoongi was certain he imagined the wink Namjoon sent the therapist and the resulting blush that colored Seokjin's face as he looked at the man next to him, the only other person besides Seokjin whose name Yoongi had remembered, seemingly begging Hoseok to go next and go next quickly. Hoseok looked like he was trying hard to stifle his laughter, coughing a bit before hiding a smile under his long white sleeves.
I'm Hoseok, but you can just call me Hoseokie hyung or Hobi oppa !" Hoseok laughed and winked at Rhiannon , only serving to crack himself up more when the purple haired girl turned a deep shade of red. He seemed to be satisfied with his introduction and just shrugged at Seokjin when the therapist looked like he expected more. Yoongi wished the blanket could swallow him into nonexistence when Seokjin turned his hopeful and expectant stare at the mint haired patient, but instead he sighed and came out of the fluffy shell the tiniest bit to get his intro over with.
"Min Yoongi. . Nice to meet you." He nodded at Rhiannon and the newbie bashfully nodded .
Can I go to the restroom?" He asked with his gaze directed at Seokjin, who smiled and shook his head,
"I think introductions are enough for this session, we can have a more in depth session after lunch. You guys make Rhiannon feel welcomed okay?" The group sounded off their compliance before rising from their chairs and heading for the door. Seokjin wrote a few things down on his notepad before closing it and tucking his pen behind his hair, looking up to find Yoongi and Rhiannon still there.
"You guys need any extra help before our next session?" he asked, rising from his chair to close the door again.Rhiannon shook het head and stood from her chair,
"No, no I'm alright, sorry! I was just thinking, I can go now." Seokjin peered over Rhiannon's shoulder to look quizzically at Yoongi,
"Yoongi? Do you need any extra help?" Yoongi shook his head,
"Nah, just trying to find the motivation to move."
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